When we are kids, we'd rather climb a tree than go to a church. We'd rather talk to the neighbors dog or our dead granny than an invisible man. We'd rather dance, laugh and sing than read an old book and pray on our knees.
Because as a child, we're full of imagination, but we still believe in what is real.
We hear the joy of the dog that we're greeting.
We see the beauty of flowers that we pick and gift to our mom.
We feel the sun against our face in spring and give thanks.
We smell the dying leaves in the autumn but are not afraid because we know life will return again and again.
We eagerly await Santa and the easter bunny every year, but we're not waiting for the return of a saviour. Because we cherish the deities who show us love by bringing us treats and gifts.
We don't become animist. We remember who we are.
